So on my head the light is one
Unity manifest
A star more splendid than the sun
Burns for my crowned crest
Burns as the murmuring orison
Of waters in the west

Still on the mystic tree of life
My soul is crucified
Still strikes the sacrificial knife
Where lurks some serpent-eyed
Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife
Desire the suicide !

I hold my cross among you lambs
Seven mortal wounds for my vanity
Stigmata of your mockery
I Shall be the last you’ll ever see
There ain’t no life
There ain’t no eden
Proud ignorance
Here lies the storm

Now forget about love and fight
Only believe in beauty
And might
For the beauty of this final act is
Love under will